Из альбома: Maybe It's Me
It's been all the same
The wasted words
The way I'm feeling strange
Colours gone the way
Of empty rooms
And leaning over days
Letterbox in TV frame
I let you in, you'd do the same
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And maybe I can laugh if off again
I love your mercury smile
It keeps me outta line
I try to simplify
The complicated kind
I got an alibi
If you're so inclined
Everything is beautiful
I don't know why it had to be this way
I recall the blame
The failing terms, the light revealing stain
A fabric starts to frey
With every line of thought begins decay
Letterbox in TV frame
No reaction to a claim
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It made me laugh so I can start again
Falling in disgrace, listen to the laughter
What a terrible waste. I can hardly wait